be sure to go slow with my heart, it already beats too fast. and, for me, it’s different when you hold your hand in mine or when you look at me like that. sometimes, i’m left without breath for no … Continue reading →

what happens to a garden that remains unkept? the flowers start wilting, their petals falling into the dry, crackling dirt. the resilient weeds start sprouting, entangling their way around the stems of the dying blooms. that old rose bush that … Continue reading →

At this year’s Golden Globes ceremony, the usual sea of colorful ball gowns and loud accessories were missing from the red carpet. Instead, all but three women wore completely black dresses. Their dark choices were in accordance with the Time’s … Continue reading →

The audience hushes as the red, velvet curtains slowly open. There is only a single, shining light poised on a girl. Her tight ringlets framing her face fall out of her rigid ballerina bun. Her soft, lilac dress glistens in … Continue reading →

Off the stem the brittle petals fall, Life is a dying flower, Trapped inside a glass case. Passersby see the light, but Don’t stay for the brown, Vile stench that comes with darkness. When the moon rises, The petals wilt, … Continue reading →

falling in love is like learning to drive. at first, you stop too often, jumpy, and look left and right left and right left and right before easing your way into the intersection. you make your first turn; you drive … Continue reading →